Novel Death Note Novels & Stories

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After catching my supposedly frigid wife, Emmy Winslow, aroused by our household robot butler, I swallowed my disgust and sent the machine to a destruction facility. I never expected that decision to cost her life. On the way to chase after the robot, Emmy was involved in a horrific car accident and died at the scene. From that day on, I became notorious in our social circle as the jealous husband who drove his wife to her death. Five years passed. Night after night, I tortured myself by wondering if she would still be alive had I not been so petty over a machine. Until today, while discussing business at a private club, I passed a half-open VIP suite and heard one of Emmy's closest frie

Behind the card there was a number and Jonathan's initials. I compared the signature and understood that the notebook had been his at some point. That could only be a terrible joke. A very ugly game. But I found myself flipping through the pages, trying to find Suzane's name. Maybe that was Jonathan's Death Note, his little reckoning notebook. But only Hunter was a well-known name for me. All the others were mere whimsical handwriting. I started thinking about the possibilities for that notebook to exist. If it were a list of traitors, then it would make sense for Hunter to be on it.

… One day, I suddenly saw the news on the television. "The Jones family was murdered. None of the family members lived." My heart skipped a beat. I then saw a photo of my family on the screen. "It is reported that the murder was committed by Susan Jones, the wife of the old director of Jones Group..." None of them survived. Charles, Derek, Samantha, Jenson, and Susan—all of them died. "Mrs. Jones left a suicide note, claiming that this was done for her daughter Celine..." I could no longer process the words I heard after that.

There are only ten minutes left in the college entrance exam when the back door of the classroom bursts open. My best friend, Isaac Powell, kicks it in. He grabs me by the back of my collar, drags me out of the hall, and shoves me into a black SUV idling at the curb. "Are you insane? That was the college entrance exam!" I yell. "Is an exam more important than your life? The students in that room… are probably all dead by now!" Before I can respond, my phone starts buzzing like crazy. Notifications flood the class group chat. "@Trevon, the proctor is looking for you." "@Trevon, did you forget about the party after the test?" "@Trevon, where the hell did you go?" My stomach drops as I

With that I left him staring speechless I zoomed off to the hospital where the autopsy is being held. I got there and as soon as I entered, I showed the lady at the desk my ID and she walked me to an office. " hello I'm detective Nessa you called me earlier right?" I said showing her my ID " yes I did we did the autopsy and found the same thing in all the bodies " she said as she gave me a sheet of paper . The paper stated that no amount of blood was found in them, no bones were broken, no cut just a weird bite mark and its concluded that the cause of death is not known . "Everything about this case is so weird " i said "yes we haven't seen anything like this as it stand we can't say what c

“I know that, freedom is important to me. But death, is too far.” “You don’t even know this person, hundreds of people die every day because of the assassin guilds. Haven’t you noticed the lack of people on your adventures?” Lya rose from the bed, striding gently towards her friend, placing her cold palm onto her shoulder. “It’s not like people just disappear, your citizens kill them.”

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What is written inside it? She did not sleep. She sat at her small desk with her laptop open and the cursor blinking in an empty search bar and thought about where you even begin when what you are looking for has no name and no shape and the only person who knows anything about it is a girl who tried to kill you four hours ago. She typed: dark journal occult. Deleted it. Typed: ancient journals with hidden locations. Deleted that too. She pushed back from the desk and pressed her palms flat on her knees and stared at the ceiling.

By the time we realized what was happening, he had already jumped. Blood bloomed across the ground below. Grandpa's body lay beside my brother's. And just like my brother… The corners of Grandpa's mouth were curled upward in a faint smile. After Grandpa died, Dad picked up the suicide note with trembling hands. The moment he read it, all color drained from his face. Then he folded the paper and hid it inside his jacket, refusing to let anyone else see it. No matter how the police questioned him, Dad stayed silent. After the funerals for my brother and grandfather were over, we returned home exhausted.